Chapter 227. It Is Over

Summer’s POV

The morning mist swirled like ghostly tendrils around the advancing warriors as I stood beside Alexander on the steps of the pack house.

My heart thundered against my ribs, the bond between us vibrating with tension as Lucien’s forces moved with predatory grace across our territory.

“He’s completely lost his mind,” I whispered, noting the fanatical gleam in Lucien’s eyes even from this distance.

Alexander’s fingers intertwined with mine, his touch sending waves of reassurance through our mate bond despite the tension radiating from his powerful body.

“Whatever happens, remember that Aria and Thea are safe in the Sanctuary,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that calmed my frayed nerves. “That’s what matters most.”